Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 154 late night visit
"I want to see His Excellency Illyrio, please take me to him." Ian walked out of the room and said to the servant.

"Yes, my lord." The servant nodded respectfully, then turned and walked deep into the courtyard.

Ian followed behind him, passed through the pavilion promenade and the small garden, and came to a tall white building, and was blocked by four Unsullied in front of the huge red-painted wooden door.

"Master Darry, please allow the villain to report first." After learning about Ian's intentions from the servant, the leader of the Unsullied One said to Ian in blunt lingua franca.

Ian naturally had no objection and nodded in agreement.

The Unsullied turned and entered the gate, and he came out a minute later and opened the gate for Ian: "Please come in, my lord, Your Excellency Illyrio is waiting for you."

Ian nodded, and then walked into Illyrio's bedroom.

Through a very bright corridor under candlelight, Ian came to the living room outside Illyrio's bedroom.

At this moment, Illyrio was sitting on a chair in the living room. He looked at Ian who walked in, and stretched out his hand as a gesture of please sit down.

"Governor Illyrio." Ian saluted slightly.

"Lord Darry," Illyrio nodded back, "you came to see me so late, what's the matter?"

"Your Excellency, there is one thing I hesitated all night, but in the end I still think I need to report it to you."

"What's the matter?" Seeing Ian's serious expression, Illyrio also sat up straight.

"Prince Hazan seems to hope to make friends with you through me, and he proposed to me to marry his sister." Ian said with a very tangled look.

"You promised?"

"Of course not," Ian quickly waved his hand, "I told him that I still need to think about it. After all, your real position is inconsistent with his. We will eventually break with Hazan and the others. I can't agree to this marriage." Ian said Then, he added embarrassingly, "However, it is not easy to refuse this matter. I am worried that Hazan will take this as a humiliation to him, so I thought of coming to you, and I hope you can give me some advice. "

"I've never heard of Hazan having a sister before. But," Illyrio thought for a moment, then nodded, "I think you can agree to his proposal, if your heart is hard enough."

"what?"

"At least in the short term it won't be a bad thing, keep it ambiguous, that's what we need when we really see each other, you're just falling out with your wife's natal family, this kind of thing is in Victoria It happens every time Stroll retaliates."

"Aren't you worried that I'll be drawn over by Hazan and the others in the process?" Ian asked strangely.

"You have proved your loyalty by coming to tell me the news now, and," Illyrio looked into Ian's eyes,

"I believe in you, Ian, we are in for the greatest cause that ever existed, and you will go down in history as Hand of the King to Aegon VI Targaryen, and I believe that no woman can shake you will."

"Your Excellency Illyrio," Ian was 'deeply moved', "I will never betray your trust."

"So," Ian asked immediately, "Tomorrow Hazan's sister invited me to the Red Temple, and I'm going too?"

"You can judge these small issues by yourself... In short, your purpose is to make Hazan think that he is not far from getting my support, and I can cooperate with you to take some actions when necessary."

"I understand," Ian nodded, and then seemed to suddenly remember something, "By the way, I have one more thing to ask for your help.
Isn't the wedding of Her Royal Highness and Ma Wang coming soon?But I found that I didn't have any presents to hand. "

"It's normal," Illyrio nodded, without being surprised by it, "You are indeed not very rich now, so let me prepare your gift for you, and my servant will report directly to you when you attend the wedding. your name."

"Will that make me appear disingenuous?"

"Sincerity? Interesting way of saying it."

"In fact, I prefer to choose gifts myself. If I can impress Khal Drogo, it will also help me get along with Drogo in the future."

Ian put on a playful smile, and said without treating Illyrio like an outsider at all, "As for this gift, it has to be sponsored by you."

"Hahaha, you kid." Illyrio shrugged, "Okay, what do you want to give?"

"I don't have any good ideas yet. I don't know what you plan to give, Your Excellency?"

"Three dragon egg fossils." Illyrio had nothing to hide, anyway, Ian would know in a few days.

"Dragon eggs?!" Ian said in surprise, "Are there still dragon eggs in the world?"

"If it is a dragon egg fossil, there are still many in the world."

"Can I take a look at them?" Ian seemed to be suddenly interested. "I really want to know what is so magical about this thing that allowed House Targaryen to conquer all of Westeros."

"It's the dragon that conquered Westeros, and this is just an egg, and it's so late," Illyrio was a bit troublesome at first, but it seemed inappropriate to say the words of refusal at this occasion.

"Okay," Illyrio still chose to agree, "Come with me, I will take you to my treasure room, you can choose one of my collections as your gift for the newcomer. By the way, let you Look at those dragon eggs."

After speaking, Illyrio got up from his chair and walked out of the living room, with Ian following behind him.

They were led by the four Unsullied to the back of Illyrio's bedchamber, where there was a small R'hllor Sanctuary.

"Your Excellency, do you believe in the Red God?" Ian asked casually.

"Almost all the nobles of Pentos are followers of the Lord of Light, but" Illyrio opened the door of the sanctuary with a key, "this sanctuary was here long before I was born."

Ian couldn't help laughing dryly when he heard this.

That's right, such a huge mansion in the most luxurious area in the central area of ​​Pentos, of course, couldn't be built by Illyrio himself, it must have belonged to other big shots before.

It's just that now, the noble and great owners of this house have long since become dust in history, and this place has also become Illyrio's possession.

Following Illyrio into the sanctuary, and watching him push open a bronze door in the basement, Ian felt a bit of coolness.

Illyrio used a torch to light up the kerosene lamps hanging on the walls around the small treasure room, and the whole basement instantly lit up, and Illyrio's collection also appeared in front of Ian's eyes.

The orange flame was very warm, and it reduced the chill on Ian's body by a bit.

"Please feel free to visit and choose one of them as your present at the Mawang's wedding." Illyrio said generously.

Ian nodded, but did not answer, because his eyes were already attracted by the treasures in front of him.

Ian carefully picked up a mechanical clock made of gold-plated brass with a crystal base studded with agate, emerald and tourmaline.

"This is a magical time machine. It is said that the craftsmen of Braavos found inspiration and created something based on an instrument from a certain place. It can tell you what day you are in through the hands on it. What time." Illyrio was satisfied with the shocked expression on Ian's face.

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